You cannot convince me Green Lake is a good date spot. It’s where nascent hopes of love and crushes go to die. Yes, there are cute ducks. Yes, there is a pretty view of the water. But in a city where dating is already a hellscape, somehow Green Lake makes it worse. This is how I imagine the th ought process of Green Lake daters: Are you emotionally unavailable? Take your date to Green Lake. Still getting over your ex? Take your date to Green Lake. Think your date’s Hinge pics are funny, but you don’t think they are cute? Green Lake. All of my many dates there have ended in hopelessness. The number of texts, both sent and received, from this cursed lake would put the number of sticks of gum on the gum wall to shame: “It was lovely to meet you, but there wasn’t a romantic connection. Though I really did enjoy our walk around Green Lake.” Seattle singles, heed my warning. If you like someone, don’t take them to Green Lake. Do you need to get something off your chest? Submit an I, Anonymous, and maybe we’ll illustrate it! Send your unsigned rant, love letter, confession, or accusation to [email protected]. Please remember to change the names of the innocent and the guilty. Read more I, Anonymous letters here. The post Green Lake Grief appeared first on The Stranger. ...read more read less